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My version of Beowulf will be set in the green hills of Denmark. The times will resemble the medieval era and the costumes will follow the same time period. There are 3 characters I focus on, Beowulf, Grendel, and King Hrothgar. The plot begins with King Hrothgar beginning haunted by Grendel in his kingdom. Beowulf hears of this and comes to the King's aide. Eventually, Beowulf defeats Grendel and later returns to his kingdom. As time passes, Beowulf rules his own kingdom and continues his successes. One day a dragon is found in a cave and Beowulf goes to fight it, even in his old age. Both he and the dragon dies.

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Verb(Admire)My adventure began long ago on the green highlands of Denmark, where monsters trekked the land and kings reigned over their people in great honor. Before I began my tale of the great feats and trials I won, I must first talk about the great and honorable King Hrothgar. Although he was no king in my land of the Geats, stories of his magnificent kingdom and dignified armies spread like wildfire through the surrounding lands.

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Verb(Respect)My father even told me of a great deed King Hrothgar did for him in his younger years. I knew then, that one day I wanted to meet this King Hrothgar. There was also one other thing I have always dreamt about seeing, King Hrothgar's beautiful Herot. Herot, as his people named it, was a structure filled with grandeur and magnificent glory. In it, parties were held, and Hrothgar's people would have music playing and people dancing in excitement and admiration for their king's feats and good nature.

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Verb(Determination)In the mist of this joyous affair, a hideous monster was awakened and annoyed by the continuous noise and joy of Hrothgar's people. Grendel was the name of this grotesque beast. That same night, Grendel arose from his chamber and lumbered to Herot to seek those he could slay. Once he came upon Herot, he found men drunk from the night's festivities. Out of pure malice, he slew thirty of the king's men and escaped into the night. For more than twelve years, Grendel haunted King Hrothgar's kingdom. Finally, news of Grendel's atrocious reign reached our lands. Little did I know that my dreams of meeting King Hrothgar would come true in this form. I knew I had to help my hero defeat this wicked force.

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Verb(Assist)Although I had never faced a force like this before in my life, I knew I was ready to fight Grendel. After discussing matters with my king and queen, I gathered the strongest men to aide me in defeating the demon spawn, Grendel. We set out on our journey to Denmark to aide Hrothgar. We arrived and were immediately taken to him. Thankfully, Hrothgar remembered by noble father, Edgetho, and welcomed us with open arms for he believed that we were a set by God to aide his kingdom. He then began telling us of Grendel's evil ways and how he depleted Hrothgar's army. However even his grief, Hrothgar gave us gifts to send back to my king and presented us with a feast to toast our future victory over Grendel

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Verb(Waiting)As night fell, Hrothgar and his men began to leave Herot for refuge and my men and I were left to await the beast's arrival in the pitch black of night. I then decided to lay down my weapons and armor and fight Grendel with my bare hands. I remember praying to God that He give the victory to whomever he chooses for His will was best. That night, I watched as my men slept for I could not rest. I waited for Grendel with a fiery passion, an anger I had never known.

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Verb(Brawl)Finally, I heard him as quickly walked in anticipation towards his assumed meal and nightly murder. My anger swelled even more as I watched him devour some of my men, but I forced myself to remain still as I laid there in wait. His hideous hands reached for him and I engaged him. Fear instantly filled his eyes, for he had never expected for someone to fight him. Our battled raged on for what seemed like hours.

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Verb(Win)The blows rang out in the walls of Herot, yet a sound no man has ever heard rand out even louder. Grendel had finally succumbed to defeat. In one last measure of victory, I tore his arm clean off and Grendel bolted forever from the walls of Herot never to terrorize Hrothgar's people again. As morning broke, the Danes returned to Herot high-spirited and overflowing with joy for their lands were once free again. My task was done; I had defeated that retched beast for good.

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Verb(TravelNow, I could return home to my king and queen, and Hrothgar kept his promise. He rewarded each of my men with treasure to take back home as well as myself. As night came, cries came from Herot once again. Another monster had arisen, Grendel's mother. Like, Grendel she moved swiftly and precisely, yet she was no match for me. I soon defeated her too. At last, there were no monsters in Denmark. The next day, I went home.

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Verb(Duty)My king, Hygelac, was overjoyed to see my return. All was well in the kingdom for many years. One day, our people fought against the Shyflings and King Hygelac fell by the sword. The Geats soon named me their new king.  I was astonished and so grateful for this opportunity. I look back now and wish I had the same boldness and power.

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Verb(Worry)Now, some fifty years later, I feel myself weakening. My feats and accomplishments will soon be tales of old to the young people in my kingdom. As I look out my window today, I see my watchmen running to my doors. Dear Lord, what has occurred?

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Verb(Preparation)As he burst through my doors, he says, " My majesty, a great beast has been awakened, a ferocious dragon.  A robber was said to have disturbed it as he looted a nearby cave." " What shall we do?" My mind is reeling. I was once filled with strength known by no other man; however, I am now riddled with old age. " Call, Wiglaf to my aide. He will fight with me." As Wiglaf and I approach the cave, deep down I know this is my last fight.

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Verb(Defeat)The dragon emerged with eyes as fiery as crimson. With its neck, he whipped his head around and snapped at us. We both rolled away and dodged the attack. He came for me with vengeance.  His eyes followed my every movement. Never had I fought a beast like this before. Wiglaf saw my strength vanishing and he stepped in to help. We fought valiantly, yet the dragon took me by surprise. He blew it hot breath of fire at us and our shields barely held up. The dragon and I struck each other at the same time and then I knew. I knew I had both won and lost that day. The dragon's body sank to the ground as the crimson light dimmed from its eyes, but I knew I would follow in the same fate too.My once fiery spirit was gasping for relieve as pain racked my body. Wiglaf stood in disbelief as he saw me dying. As I am laying here, I think back on all the times I had never known defeat, but for once I know what it feels like.